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Reversal by Stephen W. Cote
Great fear strikes the heart when
You commit another sin
Rage and bile boil and swell
Compatriots condemn you to hell
Palsy grips your belly and spine
Weakness wracks knees and mind
Dementia clouds speech and sight
Void of feeling, pitched to plight
Tensile nerves of trust quiver
Into a bone-rattling shiver
Magnanimity shrouds
Vile souls in midnight clouds
Rancor divides friend from friend
Wallow in despair until the end
Or reassess guilt approved
Realize blame should be moved
Ensnared by bonds, deceit and lies
Soiled in defecation, choke on flies
The bastard born, tossed and spun
Wilts beneath an honest sun
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